yeah. and then it was like the room of requirement. the elevator just opened for our threesome.
I just spiked the applesauce. Try to tell me again your party is better.
I really wanna punch him. Right in his cell-phone-sized penis
i think you ate grass..but you refused to open your mouth so we could see..
I should just black out in my front yard again- that was a great nights sleep.
I'm convinced my penis is the only thing holding this relationship together.
He's telling everyone that the only reason he's at this party is to hook up with me. SOS HELP.
He could stay over, if you'd just ask.
Yeah. What am I supposed to say? "Oh, my couch is occupied, but my vagina's not"
No more stories ab the wkend for co-workers... No one else found "and I didn't have pants on when I got home Saturday night" as funny as I did.
Sorry, I thought I responded to your question. My name is Jon, we kinda had a sleepover at your friends place in OC. Don't know if you remember me, you were "dick chugging" like there was no tomorrow last night.
I REMEMBER NUGGETS BEING THERE BUT WE WERE AT A TACO BELL
Tomorrow is my bachelor party. If I die tomorrow, please know I graded you a "check" as a sister. "Check-minus" when you got mouthy.
He was passed out, face in the toilet, so I just pissed on his head. Serves him right
I know! It's like he knows when my vagina wants to misbehave!
But he said I was unpatriotic for not having sex with him. What was I suppose to say to that?
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